The female sits in front of me with her hands clasps before her and I smile, she smiles back at me too.
"How may I help the writer of my book today?"
She places a lazy eye on my parents who sits far off in a corner in the room and Sebastian who sits beside me with expectation.
"I want you to help me clarify something for us." Her eyes flicks back to me and I tilt my head in confusion, placing a hand on my baby bump.
"What’s that? What do you need to clarify and to who… oh, to the readers. Wait, how did I know that?"
She nods at my confusion speech. "Yes, to the readers."
The way she plays with her hands puts me on edge. I have never seen Angel Writes play with her hands.